Low, slow rumble and build. Need, palpable in the air. Winds gust, walls dissolve. Pitch black, quiet murmurs. Blinded, fingers find lips. Touch and taste are sight. Iliac crests, come to rest. Bones to flesh, molten, hot. Intense, electric, igniting. Heartbeats, loud as thunder.
P.S. You know the fish head song . . .I just saw it in your profile! I got so excited; I was starting to think I was the only person left on Earth who knows the song!
Reviewed by ***** ********* (Reader)
Reviewed on August 28, 2003
Nice juxtaposition of paradoxes, nice metaphor for blinding passion and lust. Great write, Anne!
Five years have passed. The sequel to the award-winning Chapel of Eternal Love, this book revisits the same couples in the first book, and where the lives have taken them since they left the altar at The Chapel of Eternal Love
Five years have passed. The sequel to the award-winning Chapel of Eternal Love, this book revisits the same couples in the first book, and where the lives have taken them since they left the altar at The Chapel of Eternal Love
Deputy Dave Jenkins investigates the murder of local high school principal, Jerry Egge, but this is a multi-faceted novel that deals with spiritualism, romance, friendship, and children who fall through the cracks.
"Murder isn't usually this
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P.S. You know the fish head song . . .I just saw it in your profile! I got so excited; I was starting to think I was the only person left on Earth who knows the song!